Hiro/Suguru, # 10, # 13, #14, #16
Title: Kiss III
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #10,tilt
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Shuichi spills a can of pop.
Shuichi gestured wildly, hands flying and flailing, until one hit the can of coke on the conference table. The pop slid quickly down the table and started being soaked by the papers there. The papers that Suguru had been writing on. The papers he had used to write the music of the newest song on.
He had been writing down the notes on paper because he had a new idea, and didn’t want to waste memory on the keyboards.
Suguru stared at the soaked sheets, blinking slowly. As the pop started to slide off the table, the pencil the notes were written in started to smear. He placed the pencil he had been holding down slowly and with his forefinger and thumb, picked up the sheet by the corner.
The rest of the pop slid of the sheet, the pencil continuing to smear. Suguru dropped the sheet to the table with a wet sound and he leaned back, mouth pursing and eyes watering slightly.
Shuichi gapped. “I’m so sorry Fujisaki!” he cried, looking at the sheets. “I didn’t mean to!” Shuichi smiled hesitantly.
Suguru blinked several more times, eyes bloodshot, and looked ready to cry. He stood slowly; hands clenched, and then said quietly, “I’ll be right back.” He left the room silently.
Hiro glanced at K, saw the arch to the man’s eyebrow, and decided. He left the room too, only hearing Shuichi and Sakano call after him, before K started talking them.
He looked down the hallway, finding Suguru sitting on the floor, against the wall, head bowed. He went over to the younger boy, and crouched down. Suguru was gnawing on his lower lip, eyes towards the ground, filled with tears.
A lone tear fell and Hiro brushed it away with his fingertip. Suguru didn’t look up. “Once they dry, we could always rewrite them,” he said in a whisper. Suguru finally looked up.
“But I worked so hard…” he trailed off.
“We can rewrite them,” Hiro repeated. Suguru shut his eyes for a second, before reopening them, and nodding.
Suguru still looked ready to cry so Hiro leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to Suguru’s. Suguru tilted his head up and pressed back.
They were like that for a second before Hiro pulled back, laying his forehead against Suguru’s. A small smile was shared before they stood and went back into the conference room.
Title: Confidence
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #13, sex symbol
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Shuichi decides to give Suguru a make over...
“We should give him the female one!” Shuichi argued with the salesperson, holding a choker with a female sex symbol attached to it.
“No, I think it would be better to give him the other one,” said the salesperson, holding a choker that looked exactly the same as the one Shuichi held with the exception that the sex symbol was the one for male and not female.
They continued arguing, and Suguru started to tune them out. He was ready to grab his clothes and just change back into his normal clothes but he knew Shuichi would just force him back into the changing room once more.
A makeover, Shuichi said. To catch Suguru’s crush’s attention. To catch Hiro’s attention. Suguru resisted the urge to growl. Makeover, yeah right. Well, it was, but it was in clothes that Suguru definitely did not want to wear.
A pair of teeny denim shorts, and a black button up vest that barely covered his stomach. His feet were bare. Now they- they being the salesperson Shuichi had asked to help and Shuichi himself- were just bickering over the accessories.
Suguru rolled his eyes, but then his gaze caught a flash of someone familiar near the entrance and his heart stopped. Why was Hiro in the store? Why was Hiro coming towards them? Why was Hiro staring at Suguru with that strange look in his eyes? Suguru felt heat crawling up his neck and covering his cheeks, so he bowed his head and kept his eyes on the ground.
Shuichi bounded over towards his friend and glomped the guitarist. “Thanks for coming, Hiro!” he cried joyfully.
“Well you did say it was a matter of life or death,” came the dry response, humor softening the words.
“It is!” Shuichi grabbed Suguru’s chin, forcing the boy to look up. “This boy needs to be dressed up and then needs a girlfriend! Or boyfriend! I need your help!”
No, Suguru thought, you don’t need his help! Hiro looked down at Suguru, eyes soft and mouth curving up in a smile. “You do have a point there, Shu,” he said.
Anger flashed in Suguru’s eyes. “I don’t need a girlfriend! Or a boyfriend!” he replied hotly.
“Yes you do!” Shuichi yelled back.
“No I don’t!”
“Well then prove it!”
Suguru froze. “What?”
Shuichi smiled. “Go out there,” gesture to outside the small store, to the rest of the mall, “and show me that you don’t need someone! Show me you can get someone, but you don’t want one!”
Suguru licked his lips. Shuichi was being unnaturally sneaky…He lifted his chin. “Fine.”
He snatched the choker with the female symbol from Shuichi and then a pair of dark sunglasses off a counter. He quickly threw them both on and walked outside the store, barefoot. The alarms went off, but the salesperson ignored it, knowing what was going on and not wanting to miss it.
He sat down on a bench, stretched his long legs, and then crossed them at the ankles. His fingers tapped restlessly against the edge of the bench, and he leaned his head back, baring his pale neck.
Two minutes passed before a young man came up to him. “I’m Shigure. Can I ask your name?”
The sunglasses moved down the tiniest bit, exposing laughing brown eyes. “Suguru.” He smiled coyly. Shigure gulped, looking at the smile, and held out a hand. Suguru reached forward and went to grab Shigure’s, but Shigure tugged Suguru hand up and kissed the knuckles.
Suguru blinked, unused to such acts.
“Would you like to go out this Saturday?” Shigure asked.
Suguru almost let out a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry. I can’t.” An apologetic smile, although it was fake.
“Why not?” Shigure smiled charmingly.
“Because he has me,” a sexy voice said from behind them. They both turned and looked, only to find Hiro there. He sat down next to Suguru and threw an arm easily around Suguru’s thin shoulders. Shigure threw Hiro a dirty look but walked off nonetheless. He sat down at another bench, occasionally throwing Hiro a dark look.
Hiro leaned down and pressed his lips against Suguru’s cheek, watching Shigure.
“Thanks,” Suguru breathed, grateful to get away from the guy.
“You should thank Shuichi,” Hiro said, lips brushing against Suguru’s cheek still. Suguru flushed and stared at Hiro, feeling butterflies erupt in his stomach.
“Why?”
A smile. “Because he was the one to tell me you had a crush on me.”
Blink, blink. “…What?” Suguru’s head snapped sharply towards Hiro and he stared at the older man, shame creeping into his eyes. He looked down, but Hiro grabbed his chin and pressed a soft kiss to the rose petal lips.
In the shop, Shuichi turned to the salesperson and yelled, “HAH! Told you the female one would be better!”
Title: Carve
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #14, tree
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro finds out what Suguru likes to do for fun.
“What do you do for fun?” Hiro asked Suguru.
Suguru looked up. “Play music,” he said slowly.
Hiro rolled his eyes. “Something other than work.”
Suguru blinked several times. Then he smiled slightly. “Why do you want to know?”
Hiro glared darkly at the younger boy. “Because I am your boyfriend. Because I want to do something fun that is fun for the both of us. Because all the things you like doing is either serious or…well, work,” he listed.
Suguru’s smile widened the tiniest bit and Hiro’s glare died. “Do you go to arcades?”
Suguru’s nose wrinkled and he shook his head.
“Bars? Clubs?”
A raised eyebrow.
“Um…libraries?”
Suguru gave him a flat look. “C’mere,” he said. Once Hiro went over there, Suguru grabbed his hand and started dragging him. They walked for several minutes and ended up at a park.
“You like going to parks?” Hiro asked, slightly confused.
A sigh. “No.” Suguru started walking again, and Hiro followed. Every once in a while, Suguru would glance up. Eventually they came to a large tree with low branches.
Suguru smiled, ran, and jumped, hands grabbing the lowest branch.
“You like…climbing trees?” Suguru pulled himself up expertly and grinned.
“Yep.” Another grab, and he was up even higher. “Come on,” he urged.
Hiro couldn’t resist that grin or those large eyes, so he went to the lowest branch, and following Suguru’s example, jumped, catching it. He pulled himself up with little trouble, but when he looked up, he saw that Suguru was higher and still climbing. Shaking his head, he continued to follow.
Soon, they were at the highest branches they could get to without the branches breaking. They looked over the park, talking in low voices, and spent they way for hours.
Suguru started to drop down onto the branch below him, ready to leave, when Hiro pulled his keys out of his pocket.
He scratched something into the tree and Suguru had to stand on his tiptoes to see what Hiro wrote.
Hiro and Suguru forever.
There was no blushing or stuttering. Just a simple kiss, an even simpler smile, and they started down the tree.
Title: Cute
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #16, oops! accident
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro falls on Suguru.
Hiro scrubbed a hand across his face. He didn’t care. Didn’t care they were leaving in two days for their next tour. Didn’t care that K wanted a new CD to be released only two weeks once they were done. Didn’t care that there would be an interview before the concert. Just. Didn’t. Care.
He let his head drop, not listening as Sakano rattled off a list of…something. Shuichi’s eyes were glazed over, probably not listening. Suguru was gone, left the room a minute ago. And K…well, K was looking rather murderous.
“Alright, we’re done!” the blond manager crowed, interrupting the producer. Said producer gave K a teary, yet dark look. K didn’t notice. He got those on a daily bases. “Time to practice!”
Hiro was the first to get up and start walking towards the door, just wanting to have his guitar…or his boyfriend. Either would do. Although it was preferable if it was the boyfriend.
He opened the door, sighing at his thoughts, eyes shutting momentarily. Then he ran into a person, and they both toppled over, Hiro landing on the person. “Sorry,” was already out of his mouth as he pushed up and looked down.
Brown eyes looked up at him through dark bangs, and Hiro let himself drop again (although his was careful and made sure not to crush the younger boy with his weight). He buried his nose into the dark, apple-smelling hair, and sighed. This was better.
“What are you doing, Hiro?”
He smiled and pulled back a bit. “Nothing.” Suguru stared, dubious, eyebrows furrowed. Hiro leaned down and placed a kiss on the furrowed brow. Suguru’s eyes narrowed as Hiro leaned back again and smiled. He was just about to lean down and capture those lips but-
“As cute as this is, we have to practice.” Click. A gun was aimed at them, an unsettlingly grin on the face of their manager.
“Yeah, yeah,” groused Hiro as he pushed himself off of Suguru. Suguru brushed off his clothes and watched as Shuichi, K, and Sakano passed them. Suguru turned to Hiro and they both leaned down, ready to kiss but, once again-
Click. “Didn’t I have to say we have to practice?” They sighed and pulled away from each other.
“Damnit, K,” Hiro mumbled to himself. A shot was fired and just barely grazed Hiro’s ear. It was then Hiro decided to keep his mouth shut. He needed his head to kiss Suguru.
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #10,tilt
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Shuichi spills a can of pop.
Shuichi gestured wildly, hands flying and flailing, until one hit the can of coke on the conference table. The pop slid quickly down the table and started being soaked by the papers there. The papers that Suguru had been writing on. The papers he had used to write the music of the newest song on.
He had been writing down the notes on paper because he had a new idea, and didn’t want to waste memory on the keyboards.
Suguru stared at the soaked sheets, blinking slowly. As the pop started to slide off the table, the pencil the notes were written in started to smear. He placed the pencil he had been holding down slowly and with his forefinger and thumb, picked up the sheet by the corner.
The rest of the pop slid of the sheet, the pencil continuing to smear. Suguru dropped the sheet to the table with a wet sound and he leaned back, mouth pursing and eyes watering slightly.
Shuichi gapped. “I’m so sorry Fujisaki!” he cried, looking at the sheets. “I didn’t mean to!” Shuichi smiled hesitantly.
Suguru blinked several more times, eyes bloodshot, and looked ready to cry. He stood slowly; hands clenched, and then said quietly, “I’ll be right back.” He left the room silently.
Hiro glanced at K, saw the arch to the man’s eyebrow, and decided. He left the room too, only hearing Shuichi and Sakano call after him, before K started talking them.
He looked down the hallway, finding Suguru sitting on the floor, against the wall, head bowed. He went over to the younger boy, and crouched down. Suguru was gnawing on his lower lip, eyes towards the ground, filled with tears.
A lone tear fell and Hiro brushed it away with his fingertip. Suguru didn’t look up. “Once they dry, we could always rewrite them,” he said in a whisper. Suguru finally looked up.
“But I worked so hard…” he trailed off.
“We can rewrite them,” Hiro repeated. Suguru shut his eyes for a second, before reopening them, and nodding.
Suguru still looked ready to cry so Hiro leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to Suguru’s. Suguru tilted his head up and pressed back.
They were like that for a second before Hiro pulled back, laying his forehead against Suguru’s. A small smile was shared before they stood and went back into the conference room.
Title: Confidence
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #13, sex symbol
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Shuichi decides to give Suguru a make over...
“We should give him the female one!” Shuichi argued with the salesperson, holding a choker with a female sex symbol attached to it.
“No, I think it would be better to give him the other one,” said the salesperson, holding a choker that looked exactly the same as the one Shuichi held with the exception that the sex symbol was the one for male and not female.
They continued arguing, and Suguru started to tune them out. He was ready to grab his clothes and just change back into his normal clothes but he knew Shuichi would just force him back into the changing room once more.
A makeover, Shuichi said. To catch Suguru’s crush’s attention. To catch Hiro’s attention. Suguru resisted the urge to growl. Makeover, yeah right. Well, it was, but it was in clothes that Suguru definitely did not want to wear.
A pair of teeny denim shorts, and a black button up vest that barely covered his stomach. His feet were bare. Now they- they being the salesperson Shuichi had asked to help and Shuichi himself- were just bickering over the accessories.
Suguru rolled his eyes, but then his gaze caught a flash of someone familiar near the entrance and his heart stopped. Why was Hiro in the store? Why was Hiro coming towards them? Why was Hiro staring at Suguru with that strange look in his eyes? Suguru felt heat crawling up his neck and covering his cheeks, so he bowed his head and kept his eyes on the ground.
Shuichi bounded over towards his friend and glomped the guitarist. “Thanks for coming, Hiro!” he cried joyfully.
“Well you did say it was a matter of life or death,” came the dry response, humor softening the words.
“It is!” Shuichi grabbed Suguru’s chin, forcing the boy to look up. “This boy needs to be dressed up and then needs a girlfriend! Or boyfriend! I need your help!”
No, Suguru thought, you don’t need his help! Hiro looked down at Suguru, eyes soft and mouth curving up in a smile. “You do have a point there, Shu,” he said.
Anger flashed in Suguru’s eyes. “I don’t need a girlfriend! Or a boyfriend!” he replied hotly.
“Yes you do!” Shuichi yelled back.
“No I don’t!”
“Well then prove it!”
Suguru froze. “What?”
Shuichi smiled. “Go out there,” gesture to outside the small store, to the rest of the mall, “and show me that you don’t need someone! Show me you can get someone, but you don’t want one!”
Suguru licked his lips. Shuichi was being unnaturally sneaky…He lifted his chin. “Fine.”
He snatched the choker with the female symbol from Shuichi and then a pair of dark sunglasses off a counter. He quickly threw them both on and walked outside the store, barefoot. The alarms went off, but the salesperson ignored it, knowing what was going on and not wanting to miss it.
He sat down on a bench, stretched his long legs, and then crossed them at the ankles. His fingers tapped restlessly against the edge of the bench, and he leaned his head back, baring his pale neck.
Two minutes passed before a young man came up to him. “I’m Shigure. Can I ask your name?”
The sunglasses moved down the tiniest bit, exposing laughing brown eyes. “Suguru.” He smiled coyly. Shigure gulped, looking at the smile, and held out a hand. Suguru reached forward and went to grab Shigure’s, but Shigure tugged Suguru hand up and kissed the knuckles.
Suguru blinked, unused to such acts.
“Would you like to go out this Saturday?” Shigure asked.
Suguru almost let out a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry. I can’t.” An apologetic smile, although it was fake.
“Why not?” Shigure smiled charmingly.
“Because he has me,” a sexy voice said from behind them. They both turned and looked, only to find Hiro there. He sat down next to Suguru and threw an arm easily around Suguru’s thin shoulders. Shigure threw Hiro a dirty look but walked off nonetheless. He sat down at another bench, occasionally throwing Hiro a dark look.
Hiro leaned down and pressed his lips against Suguru’s cheek, watching Shigure.
“Thanks,” Suguru breathed, grateful to get away from the guy.
“You should thank Shuichi,” Hiro said, lips brushing against Suguru’s cheek still. Suguru flushed and stared at Hiro, feeling butterflies erupt in his stomach.
“Why?”
A smile. “Because he was the one to tell me you had a crush on me.”
Blink, blink. “…What?” Suguru’s head snapped sharply towards Hiro and he stared at the older man, shame creeping into his eyes. He looked down, but Hiro grabbed his chin and pressed a soft kiss to the rose petal lips.
In the shop, Shuichi turned to the salesperson and yelled, “HAH! Told you the female one would be better!”
Title: Carve
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #14, tree
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro finds out what Suguru likes to do for fun.
“What do you do for fun?” Hiro asked Suguru.
Suguru looked up. “Play music,” he said slowly.
Hiro rolled his eyes. “Something other than work.”
Suguru blinked several times. Then he smiled slightly. “Why do you want to know?”
Hiro glared darkly at the younger boy. “Because I am your boyfriend. Because I want to do something fun that is fun for the both of us. Because all the things you like doing is either serious or…well, work,” he listed.
Suguru’s smile widened the tiniest bit and Hiro’s glare died. “Do you go to arcades?”
Suguru’s nose wrinkled and he shook his head.
“Bars? Clubs?”
A raised eyebrow.
“Um…libraries?”
Suguru gave him a flat look. “C’mere,” he said. Once Hiro went over there, Suguru grabbed his hand and started dragging him. They walked for several minutes and ended up at a park.
“You like going to parks?” Hiro asked, slightly confused.
A sigh. “No.” Suguru started walking again, and Hiro followed. Every once in a while, Suguru would glance up. Eventually they came to a large tree with low branches.
Suguru smiled, ran, and jumped, hands grabbing the lowest branch.
“You like…climbing trees?” Suguru pulled himself up expertly and grinned.
“Yep.” Another grab, and he was up even higher. “Come on,” he urged.
Hiro couldn’t resist that grin or those large eyes, so he went to the lowest branch, and following Suguru’s example, jumped, catching it. He pulled himself up with little trouble, but when he looked up, he saw that Suguru was higher and still climbing. Shaking his head, he continued to follow.
Soon, they were at the highest branches they could get to without the branches breaking. They looked over the park, talking in low voices, and spent they way for hours.
Suguru started to drop down onto the branch below him, ready to leave, when Hiro pulled his keys out of his pocket.
He scratched something into the tree and Suguru had to stand on his tiptoes to see what Hiro wrote.
Hiro and Suguru forever.
There was no blushing or stuttering. Just a simple kiss, an even simpler smile, and they started down the tree.
Title: Cute
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #16, oops! accident
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro falls on Suguru.
Hiro scrubbed a hand across his face. He didn’t care. Didn’t care they were leaving in two days for their next tour. Didn’t care that K wanted a new CD to be released only two weeks once they were done. Didn’t care that there would be an interview before the concert. Just. Didn’t. Care.
He let his head drop, not listening as Sakano rattled off a list of…something. Shuichi’s eyes were glazed over, probably not listening. Suguru was gone, left the room a minute ago. And K…well, K was looking rather murderous.
“Alright, we’re done!” the blond manager crowed, interrupting the producer. Said producer gave K a teary, yet dark look. K didn’t notice. He got those on a daily bases. “Time to practice!”
Hiro was the first to get up and start walking towards the door, just wanting to have his guitar…or his boyfriend. Either would do. Although it was preferable if it was the boyfriend.
He opened the door, sighing at his thoughts, eyes shutting momentarily. Then he ran into a person, and they both toppled over, Hiro landing on the person. “Sorry,” was already out of his mouth as he pushed up and looked down.
Brown eyes looked up at him through dark bangs, and Hiro let himself drop again (although his was careful and made sure not to crush the younger boy with his weight). He buried his nose into the dark, apple-smelling hair, and sighed. This was better.
“What are you doing, Hiro?”
He smiled and pulled back a bit. “Nothing.” Suguru stared, dubious, eyebrows furrowed. Hiro leaned down and placed a kiss on the furrowed brow. Suguru’s eyes narrowed as Hiro leaned back again and smiled. He was just about to lean down and capture those lips but-
“As cute as this is, we have to practice.” Click. A gun was aimed at them, an unsettlingly grin on the face of their manager.
“Yeah, yeah,” groused Hiro as he pushed himself off of Suguru. Suguru brushed off his clothes and watched as Shuichi, K, and Sakano passed them. Suguru turned to Hiro and they both leaned down, ready to kiss but, once again-
Click. “Didn’t I have to say we have to practice?” They sighed and pulled away from each other.
“Damnit, K,” Hiro mumbled to himself. A shot was fired and just barely grazed Hiro’s ear. It was then Hiro decided to keep his mouth shut. He needed his head to kiss Suguru.